Saturday, 16 June 2012

I miss you all!!!!!!!!!!! I miss blogging! I'm snatching some time at my parents being totally anti-social to bring you a loong overdue blog post.

My life at the mo is divided into two halves - pre wedding and post wedding.

Pre wedding is stress,nerves,being scared in a totally good way,budgeting,money,money,money! etc.

Post wedding is finally getting Internet sorted and an Ipad - I've been converted and settling into married life! EEK!

I never ever thought of myself as the marrying type,I'm still a little unsure about the whole white dress and fancy schmancy do,but it's all done and booked now.And besides,Mama Frangipani would never speak to me again if I did things totally MY way.

However,it's still going to be a very Scottish,very me......uh,I mean US ceremony.Very chaotic,DIY,kitsch and mismatched.That's all I'll say for the moment as I promise I will spam you with pics :D

As for this blog......well wow,it has totally come full circle.I am finally at the point where I am comfortable in my own skin and totally rocking it with fashion.

I mean,I've never been your typical fat chick hiding in black clothes,but now I am wearing things I would have shied away from as a fat chick.And it feels fucking good to not hate my body anymore!!!!!!

I don't know if it's moving back to Australia,being in my 30's,getting married,staying away from fashion magazines,finally having a job I actually really enjoy or what,but I have never felt happier with myself and mentally healthier.

Don't get me wrong,I know I have to lose some weight for my health,but I am LOVING my body at every stage.I am walking at 5am because I enjoy it and it makes me feel pumped for the day,not because I ate 3 Tim Tams the night before.I am doing Zumba twice a week because I have so much damn fun,not because it will burn X amount of calories.I go by myself because I no longer feel self conscious as the token fat chick at an exercise class.I now dress for my body NOW as opposed to buying stuff 5 sizes too small for when I eventually will fit into it

I am balancing food portions and the right types of things to eat,but I am also having cake and carbs and chocolate when I want - just not the whole block!

I am focusing more on being healthy and not on the scale and what society deems acceptable for me.

I am comfortable with the word FAT.No more curvy,voluptuous,buxom etc. etc. I am FAT and fucking fabulous!!!!! My fatness does not impede on my worth as a human being or my attractiveness.I am just as beautiful as anyone out there,and if and when I do lose weight I will still be beautiful.

Being unapologetically fab ;P

Leopard print pants!!!

You make think I'm deluded,you may think I'm an ugly fattie,but do you know what? I don't care what people think anymore.I feel sooooooo much better within myself now that my life isn't ruled by weight loss,a roller coastering self esteem and being too shy to get up and dance in case people laugh at the fat girl.

I do hope all of you will stick with this blog as it will progress more to fashion,OOTD,Make up etc. as well as more recipes - healthy and decadent, and general life in Australia.

But there will still be the health and weight loss updates,it's just that this blog is not going to be ruled by it anymore :D xoxoxox

Monday, 27 February 2012

Those of you not acquainted with the Aussie delight that is the Tim Tam, let me enlighten you and blow your freaking mind!

Those in the UK,during my near 7.5 years in the UK,I was told that the 'Penguin' was a very close substitute.It is not.It is like drinking Passion Pop after being introduced to the delights of Champagne.Having stewing steak after trying Wagyu beef......I've actually never tried Wagyu beef yet,but I'm told it's a comparison.

The Tim Tam has cult status in Australia.It may sound simple.2 choc biccies,think like a bourbon cream cookie component.BTW why are they called Bourbon creams? I sense no alcomohol? Anyways,2 of those cookies sandwiched with a chocolate cream and then dipped in chocolate.

Simple yeah? Au contraire.These little delights are simply O-gasmic.Even better when you do a TIm Tam slam,where the opposing corners are bitten off and coffee or hot chocolate are sucked through leaving a gooey,chocolatey,heavenly mess.

When I left Sydney we were getting our minds around the DOUBLE COATED TIM TAM.It came out apparently,due to consumers requests for thicker chocolate for a Tim Tam slam.

Then,I went to the supermarket for some a bits and bobs and what I saw blew.my.freaking.mind!!!!!

Saturday, 25 February 2012

I am now (FINALLY) writing this from Sunny SYDNEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SQUEEEEEEE!!!! Those of you following me on twitter @msfrangipani will know all the ins and outs of the last few months,those of you that don't do twitter,well sheesh,where do I start?

Firstly I must apologise to my twitter followers.It's been a total roller coaster thanks to the in laws.I thought I was really lucky and blessed to have great in-laws.Turns out I was soooooooo wrong.Now,if someone hurts me I become a fierce beeatch (not the glamorous fierce,the vicious kind) but if someone hurts my loved ones,especially my Scotsman or my wee sister I become a fcuking vengeful FIEND!

So,sorry if my tweets have been a little bitchy.Social networks turn me into a passive-agressive beeatch,and well it's fun to taunt stoopid people,esp if they are shit stirring,mixing little beeatches who follow me on twitter.ha!

It's a long winded story,but let's just say some people have nothing better to do with their time as they are lazy a*holes who can't be bothered to get off their arse at the age of 22 and find a job,hence they feel the need to mix and stir with other people's live and emotions.And it is true,there is ALWAYS a good twin and an evil twin!

The Scotsman's family made our last 2 weeks in Scotland the worst when they should have been the happiest.We both cried veritable oceans,and it all came to a head on his VERY LAST NIGHT when his own twin sister waited till his last few hours to tell him she wasn't coming to our wedding.He begged and pleaded and still she wouldn't budge.I think there's a lot of jealousy coming from his sisters and niece,but c'mon,that's your ONLY brother and uncle?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?

So we spent 48 hours (that's another story) with all this negativity and general crap going through our heads.

I'm really trying to work on just cutting them out of my life and my head but I just can't forgive the hurt they've inflicted on my Scotsman.Now I know I'm biased,but he is honestly the sweetest thing ever.He doesn't have it in him to ever hurt anyone and is too nice for his own damn good sometimes.Maybe that's why his twin is such a beeatch.MIAOW!

Right,I must stop that.Any tips on getting over angry vengeful thoughts please let me know!It's really not me and I hate that they are able to get me so angry and bitchy.

We have now been here 2 weeks and it's been absolute bliss.We've spent nearly every day at the beach.I've probably walked,swam and generally been active more in the last 2 weeks than I have the last 7 years!

Monday, 2 January 2012

Aloha petals!

I hope everyone hade a very merry Chrimbo and a debaucherous New Year.

To be completely honest,I'm glad all the festivities are OVAH.I love Xmas and the thought of a new year,but Dec has just been a total whirlwind,what with getting the visa,organising flights,getting the word out back home,starting to pack up the last 7 years of my life and figuring out how to ship the remnants.

Plus there's the emotional whirlwind that goes with such a big move + Christmas.

My 7 years in Glasgow have been a total rollercoaster.I've found it REALLY hard to make friends,a problem I've not had before.I like to think I'm a pretty easygoing,fun person and take pride in being a fantastic friend.The type you can call at 2 in the morning with a crisis (that's the MsFrangipani test of a good friendship).

A lot of my friends were therefore fellow transient travellers/gap yearers and I'm the last standing in Glasgow.

Glasgow itself is a very hard city to get ingratiated to.It can be a horribly racist,ignorant place full of junkies and beggars.Drab and grey,hopeless sometimes even,and when you live in a place affectionately known as 'Govanhell' well,you get the picture.

On the other hand,as much as Glasgow has it's problems,it will always be my second home and I like to think of myself as an honorary Scot or 'Ozwegian' as my in laws have christened me.(I could proudly tick that I can speak and understand Scottish on the Scotland census) I've got a lot of brilliant memories and experiences here and will certainly miss the fact that you can be sitting at a bus stop and within 5 mins get the entire life story of the stranger next to you.

And as for Scotland herself,well she's just the most stunning country I've ever had the pleasure of travelling about.

However,I of course can not wait to come home.7 yrs and 7 months is a long time.

I feel like the last 7 years have been in limbo,and now the Scotsman and I can finally get settled down and start planting roots.

So,bring on 2012.I know it's probably going to be an emotional rollercoaster but a fun,mostly happy one at that.